During a reunion of the 11th Airborne Division in Tulsa last year, a member of C Company recalled the time his patrol was lost in the jungle on Leyte, in the Philippines, and they had to resort to eating monkeys.
It reminded me of another story, which I related:
"My squad was assigned duty as a lookout point. (A lookout point is usually established about a mile away from the main camp, usually on a trail. The purpose is to repel enemy infiltration and also to notify the main camp of enemy activity.)
"A Filipino guerrilla fighter was our guide. We set up the machine gun and positioned riflemen and one of the men suggested we place booby traps around us. The booby traps were made of hand grenades.
"We set up a guard schedule and retired for the night. Around 1 a.m. or 2 a.m. one of the booby traps went off. Of course, we waited to see what would happen next and stayed on alert 'til dawn. When it was light and we could see, lo and behold, our enemy was a two-foot monkey. Somehow it had tripped the booby trap and the concussion killed it.
"Someone suggested we hadn't eaten meat for a long time and that our guide said it's a delicacy and he knows how to prepare it."
"So they cut it up and cooked it. Not all the men in the squad tasted the monkey but those who did said it was tough and dry. As for me, I never was much of a meat eater."